Yes, that's right - I've written a sequel to Child Swap! First, I'd like to get some things straight. This sequel is going to be a little more mature than Child Swap, so I'm not sure if it suits the T rating I've given it. Let me know what you think. Secondly, as the idea of fairies is a bit absurb in a modern day setting, I've changed the fairies to be a Wiccan coven. I have a cousin who is Wiccan, and I have a lot of respect for them and their beliefs. If you are Wiccan, or know someone Wiccan, and if at any point you feel offended or that I haven't portrayed them fairly, please email me and I will make amends. I hope, of course, that I have written this sensitively and maturely.
Secondly, if you don't understand what is going on, go to my profile and find my stories section, and read Child Swap!
"Good morning" whispered Benvolio, turning over to face Hermia.
Hermia smiled softly "Good morning to you two"
"What time is it?" asked Benvolio.
"Enough time for a cuddle, and then for me to get dressed and climb out your bedroom window before your dad or Beatrix walks in and catches us"
Benvolio giggled, and held Hermia tighter. Even without his glasses, Benvolio squinted and managed the read the time on his alarm clock. It was early. The sun streaming through the curtains had barely just risen, and there was plenty of time. One of the windows was slightly open, allowing a cool breeze to waft in through the room.
"What are you doing today?" asked Benvolio.
Hermia sighed "Lysander's having a party and I said I'd go. And I have to go shopping with Rosaline, her mum, Regina, Livia and Juliet to have another fitting for our bridesmaid dresses. And we're going to have lunch together. I could do without it though. There are much better things I could be doing"
"Like being with me?"
"Exactly" said Hermia "What are you doing?"
"Well, Mercutio is revising for his A Level exams and he needs to really study, so I said I'd help him with the Chemistry. I don't know why he chose that subject. I guess he just likes blowing stuff up. And Romeo is working today, so I can't try and make him help him instead"
"It's amazing that Romeo actually got his stupid love poems published in a teen magazine"
"Oh, please. I wouldn't dream of sending that stuff to one girl, let alone publishing them to a mass market of teenage girls obsessed with shopping and Twilight and boys"
"I thought Tybalt's parody was pretty funny" sniggered Hermia. Benvolio snorted, remembering.
"How is he, anyway? I heard he got fired from his job for throwing tea over his boss"
"Yep. He did. He came in late because of something his mum did and his boss got mad at him. They had an argument and then the boss called Tybalt's mum a crazy old hag, so Tybalt got so angry he threw a hot cup of tea over him and stormed out. Tybalt hates working full time. I think he actually misses school, as Juliet says he drops Rosaline off, gives her a long kiss, and then looks wistfully over the place before driving off all sad"
They both giggled, before quietening down as they heard Beatrix roll over in bed in the room next door. Trying not to laugh when they so badly wanted do made them snort and giggle even more.
"I bet she's got that David boy in there, just like I'm in here with you!" whispered Hermia.
"Why him? Why the captain of the football captain? All he talks about are keepie uppies, whatever they are, rock music, fit girls and other boring rubbish. Why couldn't she go out with someone in the science club, who actually have interesting things to say?"
"Or somebody on the debating team" said Hermia "They're full of interesting things to say! Is religion a hindrance to the modern society? Should drugs be legal? Is our government corrupt?"
"As long as womanizer Angelo's in charge" muttered Benvolio, sitting up and reaching for his glasses. He'd pulled some of the duvet off of Hermia's chest, but she didn't seem to mind.
"He's walking Rosaline down the aisle" added Hermia, sitting up as well. She bent down and picked her knickers up off the floor. Benvolio reached for his boxers, but froze when he heard his dad's door come open. He heard him patter into the bathroom, the toilet flush, and then pad back to his bedroom. They both sighed with relief, and Hermia began to get dressed.
"Won't Eugene be cross with you for staying out all night?" asked Benvolio.
"Nope. I told him I was at Helena's. Demetrius has been ignoring her a lot, and I'd been going around with chocolate lately, so I told him I'd be there"
"Who in their right mind would date Demetrius? He looks like a pig" said Benvolio.
"Exactly! His brother, Chiron, looks even more like a pig. His family are like a bunch of pigs. You should see them eating, their mouths are like snouts shovelling it all in. Urgh" Hermia shuddered, pulling on her bra. Benvolio did the clasp up for her, and then she started to pull on her jeans. Hermia picked up her favourite black and white stripy top and pulled it on. Finally, her feet found her shoes, and she pulled those on.
"See you soon" said Benvolio, feeling slightly sad. He always felt miserable when Hermia left.
"Yeah" Hermia ran a hand through her short ginger hair, brushing it into shape.
"Earrings" said Benvolio, holding out two silver hoops from his bedside table.
"Thanks" Hermia slid them in "How do you reckon I'd look with a nose stud?" she asked, peering in a mirror.
"Your nose is perfect the way it is!"
"But it would be so great if I turned up to Tybalt and Rosaline's wedding wearing a nose stud! They'd kill me!"
"And I'd miss you, so don't provoke them!" instructed Benvolio. Hermia laughed, and went back over to his open window. She threw open wide, and looked out onto the road for passersby. The coast was clear. Hermia stuck a foot out, then another, balancing with her hands on the ledge and her feet wrapped around the drain pipe.
"Bye" said Hermia. Benvolio leant out for a kiss, and then Hermia shimmied down the drainpipe. At the bottom, she looked up, blew him a kiss before heading off.
"I love you" whispered Benvolio, his eyes prickling.